I was set adrift on my posting schedule by an unexpected discovery, and a period of deep reflection. I’ll be posting again more regularly, and less cryptically.
“Plain clarity is better than ornate obscurity.” “Some authors overdo the stage directions; they elaborate them quite beyond necessity; they spend so much time & take up so much room in telling us how a person said a thing and how he looked and acted when he said it that we get tired and wishContinue reading “Mark Twain”
Aging changes the difficulties settings in one’s life. As I get older and start to reflect more, I understand just how complicated it can be to try to fix some things that went wrong. Trying to find a way to a conversation that could start the healing process becomes completely obscured with the passage ofContinue reading “Aging”
I believe my relationship with my adoptive father changed in my eyes when he threw me across a river in the ‘south hills.’ We lived in Twin Falls, Idaho at the time, and I’ve tried to recall exactly how old I was… I suspect I was 11, I believe this was in the summer ofContinue reading “The River in the South Hills”
I do not know for sure that these memories are not all of the same thing, or metaphors for some completely different experience altogether.
We are adrift within the reflections of our best selves. When I discovered the internet, it was young. I was young. The world I inhabited felt larger as I processed the experience of dialing a long-distance number and listening to the modem handshake with the bbs on the other end of the line. There wereContinue reading “The Problem with Mirrors”